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Page 75
... which by art are joyn'd , Doe sweetely close and friendly are combin'd ; And for
their colour , they by farre exceede The rosiate blood , which purple grapes doe
bleed ; Who when they move , they presently doe shew Of orient pearles , a well
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... which by art are joyn'd , Doe sweetely close and friendly are combin'd ; And for
their colour , they by farre exceede The rosiate blood , which purple grapes doe
bleed ; Who when they move , they presently doe shew Of orient pearles , a well
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Page 76
We slic'd our shields , we clave our helmets bright , And were so eager on our
bloody fight , That the spectators weary were to see The combate last so long ; as
also we Grew faint with striking and through losse of blood , Which flowed from us
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We slic'd our shields , we clave our helmets bright , And were so eager on our
bloody fight , That the spectators weary were to see The combate last so long ; as
also we Grew faint with striking and through losse of blood , Which flowed from us
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Page 91
... that Fortune , mistress of changes , with my unluckie stars , hath rendered me a
prisoner to my most mortall enemy , Young Bruce . Brand . That mad Tamberlaine
. My entreaty is none of the noblest , but direct against my blood , my desires ...
... that Fortune , mistress of changes , with my unluckie stars , hath rendered me a
prisoner to my most mortall enemy , Young Bruce . Brand . That mad Tamberlaine
. My entreaty is none of the noblest , but direct against my blood , my desires ...
Page 93
A scene of mirth ; I am all hard , the heat of lust withstood To clip revenge , will
stem a stream of blood . ( Erit . Boy . How do ye , mother ? Lady . How doth my
boy . Boy . Very sick , indeed ; but I warrant Davenport's King John and Matilda .
93.
A scene of mirth ; I am all hard , the heat of lust withstood To clip revenge , will
stem a stream of blood . ( Erit . Boy . How do ye , mother ? Lady . How doth my
boy . Boy . Very sick , indeed ; but I warrant Davenport's King John and Matilda .
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Will your blood nourish me ? Lady . Yes , yes , I prethee try . Boy . Why should not
mine then nourish you ? ' tis the same ; Good mother , eat my arme ; bite but a bit
: Truly , I shall hurt you if I bite yours , I warrant you'll be better presently . Lady .
Will your blood nourish me ? Lady . Yes , yes , I prethee try . Boy . Why should not
mine then nourish you ? ' tis the same ; Good mother , eat my arme ; bite but a bit
: Truly , I shall hurt you if I bite yours , I warrant you'll be better presently . Lady .
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Page 284 - But the greatest error of all the rest is the mistaking or misplacing of the last or furthest end of knowledge. For men have entered into a desire of learning and knowledge, sometimes upon a natural curiosity and inquisitive appetite; sometimes to entertain their minds with variety and delight; sometimes for ornament and reputation; and sometimes to enable them to victory of wit and contradiction; and most times for lucre and profession; and seldom sincerely to give a true account of their gift of...
Page 284 - ... as if there were sought in knowledge a couch whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit; or a terrace for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect; or a tower of state for a proud mind to raise itself upon; or a fort or commanding ground for strife and contention; or a shop for profit or sale; and not a rich storehouse for the glory of the Creator and the relief of man's estate.
Page 150 - Warring within our breasts for regiment, Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds : Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Will us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Page 162 - And there, in mire and puddle have I stood This ten days' space ; and lest that I should sleep, One plays continually upon a drum. They give me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distemper'd, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.
Page 167 - Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place ; for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that is not heaven.
Page 120 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Page 290 - For the wit and mind of man, if it work upon matter, which is the contemplation of the creatures of God, worketh according to the stuff, and is limited thereby; but if it work upon itself, as the spider worketh his web, then it is endless, and brings forth indeed cobwebs of learning, admirable for the fineness of thread and work, but of no substance or profit.
Page 166 - So he will spare him four and twenty years, Letting him live in all voluptuousness; Having thee ever to attend on me; To give me whatsoever I shall ask, To tell me whatsoever I demand, To slay mine enemies, and aid my friends, And always be obedient to my will.
Page 66 - For imagination in a poet is a faculty so wild and lawless, that like an high-ranging spaniel, it must have clogs tied to it, lest it outrun the judgment.
Page 287 - To conclude therefore, let no man, upon a weak conceit of sobriety or an ill-applied moderation, think or maintain that a man can search too far or be too well studied in the book of God's word or in the book of God's works ; divinity or philosophy; but rather let men endeavour an endless progress or proficience in both...